Demon and an Angel...
What am I doing? What’s happening? I feel like nothing I do is right, ever… Is it even possible to be in love with two people? Its like I’m in love with a Demon and in love with an Angel. Two totally different people. The only reason I’m in love with the Demon is because that Demon has soft spots, and even though they are few and far between they are amazing soft spots, full of sweetness and love. Then comes the Angel, sweetness in every sense of the word, fucking magnificent, but I let her go, I wouldn’t even let her in because I was scared, scared she was a Demon as well, I told her to go, I watched her walk away, because the Demon was showing her soft spot, now the soft spot is gone and all I see is evil. Now look at me. A fuck up, holding on to life with everything I have… I’m just tired, tired of everything. What if I let the best thing walk away from me that night at the bar, what if the best thing for me was right in front of me and I pushed her away and now I get to stand back and call her my friend, keeping my distance because she deserves to be happy, she deserves to find her Angel…
















